Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Asmodeus was startled; his purple eyes reflected the image of this mentally unstable 'saint'.

"What...what do you plan to do? Make that corpse reappear? And then find a place to stage a resurrection?"

“No need for all that trouble.” Tsuruga waved her hand. “Isn’t it just about ‘showing off miracles,’ making the world believe in divine power so the script can continue? Simple.”

He spoke in a calm and cheerful tone.

"When I return, I will use the entire Roman legion that will assemble in forty-three days to stage the grandest miracle. I will slaughter them all in front of everyone, leaving not a single one alive. I will use the blood and bones of hundreds of thousands to prove the wrath and majesty of 'God.' Is such a miracle enough?"

"Anyway, your boss does massacres all the time, doesn't he?"

Asmodeus's lips twitched violently, his recently restored elegant expression cracking once more. He stared at the man before him who equated "massacre" with "miracle," and for a moment, he was speechless.

The worst part is that what he said was damn right!

The old man now has a young son, so his temper has improved a lot, or rather, all his conscience has been reflected in this child.

But before that, the lonely old man had an unusually fiery temper...

However, no matter what, the fact that such a human could become a saint made Asmodeus wonder if the old man above was blind.

Quack!!

Asmodeus covered his eyes and screamed in agony. His ruptured eyeballs gradually regenerated in their sockets, and he dared not think any further.

Now he had no other choice. As long as the soul of the Nazareth carpenter could leave Hell, the seven demon kings would accept almost any condition.

Besides, isn't a massacre a great thing for them?

"Alright, alright, as long as you can get him away!"

"Wait!" Tsurugi interrupted him, raising her hand and extending it confidently in front of him.

"Where's my pay? Where's my pay? You can't expect the horse to run without feeding it, can you?"

"...Do you think it's reasonable for you to demand payment from me?"

"What's unreasonable about it?" Tsugumi said matter-of-factly.

"Since I serve God, I can also serve Mammon!"

Asmodeus paused for a moment, his shattered eyeball darting around before suddenly revealing a wicked smile.

"Is that so? That's good. But you don't need to serve that miser Mammon. I grant you the right to travel with me!"

Asmodeus raised his hand, and a deep, seemingly alive, slowly flowing purple light condensed in his palm.

"Since you are so dissatisfied with your mortal status, then I will grant you a 'rank' that matches it!"

Asmodeus pressed the ball of light in his hand against Tsurugi's chest. The light instantly merged into his body, without causing any pain, but instead bringing a cool and comfortable sensation. A complex and eerie mark composed of countless twisted runes flashed across his chest.

"From this day forward, you are a member of 'Goetia.' Although you are only a count, you have the power to walk in Hell and command demons. Are you satisfied with this reward, my 'honorable' partner?"

Ignoring the malice and mockery in Asmodeus's tone, Tsurugi immediately checked his mission rewards.

Inscribed profession: Goetia noble (count)

Introduction: You will become a member of the Goetia nobility, possessing the ability to command demons and rule over evil. You will receive a magic book that belongs to you and can transform into demon form.

Currently holding the rank of Earl, belonging to the Ring of Desire, whose master is the King of Desire, Asmodeus.

You will gain the ability to command and summon demon legions under Asmodeus whose rank is no higher than yours, and your rank will continue to rise as your power increases, or as you kill high-ranking nobles.

Having transmigrated, my only purpose is to kill, kill, kill! : 7. The Media Demon

The term Goetia means that it represents the collective name of the seventy-two demon gods, or in other words, the noble class of demons in hell.

Even in the Fallen Ones' Hell, there is a clear hierarchy. The Lord of the Rings, represented by the Seven Deadly Sins, is supreme. Below him are the other seventy-two Demon Gods who command all the demons. They are also members of the Goetia nobility but are a level higher. The Inscription profession that Tsugumi has obtained is one that belongs to the category of beings below the Demon Gods.

However, since his superior is Asmodeus, he can be said to be a member of the 'Asmodeus family'. As the King among the Seventy-Two Demon Gods and one of the Seven Ring Lords, Tsugumi, as his vassal, undoubtedly enjoys a very high level of status.

"Come, does this bring you pleasure, saint?"

Asmodeus's eyes transformed into transverse membranes like those of a goat, and a wicked yet pleasurable voice emanated from them.

Without a doubt, for any demon, being able to turn a saint certified by God into a demon under their command is a story to be celebrated, mocked, and even sung for ten thousand years.

Asmodeus was even more curious about what would happen if the identity of the Goetia noble he had bestowed upon him were merged with that of a human who had been marked with the Holy Seal of Michael.

Will he explode on the spot? Or will he be killed instantly by a sword falling from the sky?

Under Asmodeus's wicked yet expectant gaze, Tsurugi accepted the gift almost without hesitation.

Ah, how greedy, or rather, how foolish?

To abandon God's grace and accept the gifts and invitations of depravity is so unscrupulous and so self-righteous!

Under Asmodeus' expectant gaze, a saint thus accepted the gift of depravity.

However... nothing happened.

Asmodeus looked at the unresponsive Tsurugi, narrowed his eyes, and said thoughtfully.

"So that's how it is, mortal—no, my count, it seems you also have your secrets..."

Yes, Tsugumi didn't put the Goetia noble inscription profession on her second character card, but on her first character card.

He also changed the name of the 'Super Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior' to 'Demon Noble'.

Once the inscription was complete, Tsurugi immediately changed the character card.

Because he was very curious about what his demonic form would look like.

Thick, black smoke mixed with hellfire completely enveloped him.

A faint, ominous hum of electricity emanated from beneath his skin. His eyes rolled back involuntarily, the whites of his eyes instantly replaced by a flickering, electronically noisy black screen—like the moment an old television suddenly lost power.

The excruciating pain did not come from tearing, but from reconstruction, as if every cell was being forcibly encoded and rewritten into some unnatural form.

With a sickening "click," the head was stretched and deformed, the skin losing its color and turning a cold, hard, metallic dark gray. Where the face had once been, it was now completely replaced by a smooth, black screen, the edges of which were outlined in an ornate television, flashing with red LED strips.

Yes, his head turned into a television screen!

"Zizi-"

A glaring red horizontal line suddenly swept across the center of the screen in front of his face. Immediately afterwards, a bright red, exaggerated cartoon smiley face with a classic cartoon style lit up. The smile was extremely wide, full of ecstasy and a desire for control. It was extremely unnatural and made people feel cold.

Then, a meticulously tailored, blood-red, fitted double-breasted tuxedo appeared out of thin air, enveloping his new body. At the collar, a bow tie, flashing an unstable red light, automatically formed, emitting a low hum, like a running server.

His finger bones elongated, his nails sharpened, and gleamed with a cold metallic sheen. A ghostly blue light, resembling the patterns on a circuit board, began to appear on his skin. These patterns pulsated beneath his gray skin, as if flowing not with blood, but with data and energy.

"Test, test! One, two... Can you hear me?"

Having endured the excruciating pain of transformation, Tsurugi spoke, but her voice was no longer human. Instead, it was a synthesized sound effect, a mixture of electrical noise, a perfectly modulated broadcast chamber, and multiple reverberations, filling the entire space with a force that could penetrate the soul.

The smiley face pixels on his screen bounced happily.

"Aha! Perfect! Clear signal! Fun!!!"

He elegantly adjusted his glowing pixelated bow tie. He tilted his head slightly, his dark screen face "looking" at any potential viewer, as if born for the camera. An invisible, electromagnetically charged pressure emanated from him.

This is what he looks like when he transforms into a demon.

He is no longer human, nor does he represent any animalistic form of desire. If one had to categorize him, this form of him is a 'media demon'!

The moment the transformation was complete, he had already mastered the power and authority of this body!

He is the medium, the sound, the image, the embodiment of entertainment and control; he is the demon who controls the channels of expression under the ring of desire.

Under this power, he can roam freely in any communication medium, just like data, whether it is electronic media, sound waves, signals, or other media.

Anything that involves what can be called the media (Medius) is within the scope of his power and authority to interfere with.

Television, computers, mobile phones, newspapers, and even some biological news media.

All of this can be twisted and manipulated at will by him!

He is like a personification of the 'desire to express', a personification of humanity's desire to explore and reveal the secrets of others within the cycle of desire.

But what else?

He hadn't tested its combat capabilities yet, but it was definitely far superior to humans. He didn't know just how far it could go.

Moreover, power is power, and strength is strength. At this moment, Tsugumi, as a newly born demon, undoubtedly possesses very little power.

But without a doubt, it perfectly suited Tsuruga's wishes.

"Awesome! Great! Awesome! Hahahaha!!!"

The cartoon smiley face on the TV screen that replaced his face laughed happily. Compared to mere strength, this ability, which was best suited for 'making trouble,' gave him countless desires to do great things!

I want a global live stream!!!

“This is truly a novel realm.” Asmodeus, having regained his elegant demeanor, clapped his hands with great delight. He wasn’t being sarcastic; this power had indeed expanded a portion of the authority of his Ring of Desire.

As he said, desire is never just a shallow desire to reproduce. The word "Luxuria" itself is a specific description of the desire for luxury. Any human desire that goes beyond faith is categorized as part of the realm of desire.

Of course, due to the existence of other Ring Lords, his domain was largely confined to love and desire, but the power of the 'media' domain brought by Tsugumi did indeed allow his power to expand into new areas.

"So, you're planning to promote me to marquis?" Tsugumi tilted her head slightly, and a cartoon smiley face appeared on the screen.

“This won’t do. As the newly ascended overlord, you are completely lacking in both sin and power. Ascending you will only harm you.”

"But I personally would like to give you a small gift, and some power that will make things easier for you..."

With a gentle wave of his hand, he presented a pure white veil to Dongjiang.

Item: [Veil of Desire]

Description: When any character card is equipped, the appearance will be automatically corrected to be as close to perfect as others would think. Also, each character card can be used once, and the appearance can be changed once during a mission.

Hmmmm~~~ So this is an automatic photo editing app and a transformation tool?

Tsugumi deactivated his demon form and put on a veil, which disappeared from his face the instant he put it on.

"Do you like my gift, Count?" Asmodeus chuckled.

"I really like it, but wouldn't you say this counts as you bribing me, a saint?" Tsurugi stroked her chin and asked.

Asmodeus: ......

"By Satan, it should have been Samael who came looking for you back then!"

With a wave of his hand, the Demon King of Desire lost Tsurugi and vanished from the spot.